With the exciting and happiness syndrome flowing inside of him, Thomas quickly inserted the diamond ring in her finger and kissed her lips.
Breaking the kiss when they became breathless, he gazed into her eyes. "I love you darling."
Sniffing her nose, "I love you too sweetie."
Squatting down in front of her, "so tell me, what's your weird news?" He chuckled.
Biting her fingers, she opened the drawer and brought out a test tube. Handing it to him, "here is it."
Taking it from her, Thomas looked at it.
Awkwardly scratching her neck, "am sorry, it happened so fast. I never expected to get preg–"
"Woohoo! Am gonna be a Dad!" Holding her hand, "darling, we are gonna have a baby."
Scrunching her brows, "you are not feeling bad about it?"
"Are you crazy? What am I feeling bad about? We are gonna have a baby!" Placing his ear on her stomach, "is he kicking yet?"
Flicking his head, "he? Why not she?"
"Uh uh, no no, its gonna be he and not she."
"Am sorry Mr Harry, but my baby is gonna be a she and not he." Nelly tilted her neck and pouted her lips.
"What are you saying? Now tell me what right do you have to determine the baby's sex?"
"I have every right, because am its mother."
Raising his eyebrows, "whoa! So tell me, did you impregnated yourself? Am I not the one who impregnated you? So it's obvious I have right over my baby's sex, because am his father."
"I determine it'll be a girl because I'm her mother. I was the one who gave you right to penetrate into my body."
"And I was the one ejaculating with my strength."
"Yes and––what? You–" hitting him with the pillow, "you are so shameless, Thomas."
Taking the pillow from her, he tossed it aside. "Of course you know am not lying." He winked.
Covering her mouth, she blushed. "Damn, you just finished me. Go away, silly fiance."
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